A gaurdian

My Guardian Angel Human’s voice My life is half full Not half empty My mind is me My mind is clean No sin no pin New and lost at my own time Here and there I am everywhere and nowhere You see me but I never can see you You can reach me but I cannot Why that is telling me why that is so?

The one I must guard Angle’s Voice So that I am at reach Why time you own life? If your life is not half empty But half full If so your mind is clean like mine But not new Or lost in your mind in my time Yet low and slow for you to know Because your wait is fate So you will just have to wait at my fine time In here and close to you So that I can guard you as a guardian should For I am and angel made especially just for you to know

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